Neil Kramer explores friendship, love, and sex, and the dangerous art of writing about it.
He lives in NYC. He can be contacted at neilochka on yahoo.
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- magpie on The Five Day Man Cold: The Final Chapter: squirrels hate low fat cream cheese, so i think you’re good.
- Father Muskrat on Walking in the Rain: I stood in the pouring rain on my birthday a few days ago. I had on a swimsuit. It was fun!
- Amy on Life with Mother: It appears you are the only one who thinks it is weird to live with your mother. It’s not like you never left. Or...
- sizzle on Walking in the Rain: This made me miss you. Someone needs to film you!
- Irish Gumbo on Walking in the Rain: Bittersweet, sad and funny. As many good things are. I really dug the video, Neil.
Tag Archives: life
The best lesson that I can teach you, after eight successful years in blogging and social media, is the supreme importance of communicating the positive message of your personal brand. Unfortunately, today is not the day for this lesson. Today … Continue reading
I unfollowed everyone on Twitter, and then slowly re-followed everyone back. I brought the final divorce paperwork to the court, and then got it returned by mail because I was missing one of the forms. I grew a beard, and … Continue reading
Have you noticed how infrequently I have been blogging? I’m afraid the competition in the blogosphere market is getting to me. There are so many other others out there with something to say — celebrities, comedians, professional authors, journalists, … Continue reading
Steve Jobs, the legendary co-founder of Apple passed away this week, and the internet exploded with admirers reflecting on how his vision impacted their lives. Some talked about their first Mac, iPod, or iPhone, and how it transformed the way … Continue reading
As sure as a Republican candidate saying something stupid during a nationwide debate, summer changes to fall, and I just took out out a sweater stored in the back of my closet. I am currently in New York until — … Continue reading
When you are stuck underground for a long time, in the darkness, under the grass and dirt and flowers, not dead but fully alive, all vital signs working except for your sense of reality, your first sighting of a pinhole-sized … Continue reading
David’s “The Anger of Achilles” I’ve been upset the last few nights, sleepless over something rather innocuous — a writing prompt that I saw on someone’s blog: “Encapsulate the year 2010 in one word. Explain why you’re choosing that word.” … Continue reading
Surprisingly, I’ve been doing quite well in New York, away from Sophia. We’re still talking on the phone, exchanging stories of the day. But not every day. I have no idea what she has been up to this month. A … Continue reading
Last night, I had a little trouble falling asleep because I was laughing to myself so much over my last post. I know it probably wasn’t that funny to you, but the absurdity of the premise struck a nerve in … Continue reading